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Geraldo
Jive By John J. Miller,
NR national political reporter |
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EDITOR'S NOTE: This appeared in the Sept. 1 1998, issue of NR.
This short scene from the Clinton - Lewinsky immorality play was unadulterated White House agitprop: a good president trying to do his job while an independent counsel hounds him relentlessly. Rivera has said that "history will recognize [Clinton] as a great man.'' Starr, on the other hand, is "crude,'' "absolutely shameless,'' and "increasingly irrational.'' On June 30, Rivera labeled the independent counsel "unpatriotic'' for taking Linda Tripp's testimony while Clinton traveled in China. "They say Ken Starr has no sense of public relations, and that he's constantly shooting himself in the foot,'' he said. "I think today he shot us all in the heart.'' Sniff, sniff. Rivera Live has become the major venue for discussion of Clinton's zipper problem, partly because no other program covers all its salacious twists in such detail and partly because of Rivera's anxious partisanship. Since the intern portion of the scandal erupted in January, nobody has defended the White House more vigorously than the one-time trash-TV host. Rivera fancies himself a reporter, but he's really just a repeater: night after night, he faithfully follows the administration's line on the scandal topic du jour. His program lays bare the moral calculus of Clinton's defenders, although most of them don't state it so forthrightly. Rivera does not actually think the president is innocent of wrongdoing: "We all suspect everyone watching this program probably suspects that something happened'' between Bill Clinton and Monica Lewinsky, he declared on July 23. But, in Geraldo's mind, no president ought to get in trouble for indulging a natural instinct. A few minutes after Rivera aired his suspicions about Clinton's intern policies, for example, a guest on his show mentioned that White House press secretary Mike McCurry has a tough job defending the indefensible. A quizzical look appeared on Rivera's face. "Never told a sex lie?'' he asked. To the 55-year-old owner of America's most famous mustache, sex lies are a different kind of dishonesty, and perhaps not a problem at all. "What man is not going to lie about it?'' he asked on July 14. These are the 1990s! When the Heritage Foundation's Todd Gaziano appeared on the program and said that perjury used to be considered a much more serious crime than it is today, Rivera snapped back: "And they used to paint a great big A on you when you cheated on your wife.'' If they still did, Rivera would look like a body painting by now. In his 1991 autobiography, Exposing Myself, he brags at wearying length about the many women he has bedded and the lies he has told to cover up his affairs: "I was like a junkie when it came to women, an alcoholic, and even my best intentions were not enough to keep me faithful for long.'' By his own account, he is a pathological womanizer. "I've had thousands of women, literally thousands,'' he told Playboy in 1989. "Figure it out for yourself. If you had a different woman every couple of days, and you do it for some years running, it just adds up.'' It also distorts
moral sensibility. Rivera's memoirs contain one of the most deeply confused
sentences ever to appear in print: "My marriage was important to
me, and so I made sure my outside encounters never became more than one-night
stands.'' He wrote that about his third marriage; he's currently on wife
number four. Before his Clinton-inspired eminence, Rivera had become best known for a series of weird professional mishaps. In 1986, for instance, he hosted a highly rated live two-hour special to investigate the contents of what was allegedly Al Capone's hidden vault; it turned out to be empty. Two years later another fiasco raised him to new heights of celebrity, but not necessarily the kind he wanted. During a fight on his daytime show in 1988, one guest threw a chair at Rivera and broke his nose. Suddenly Geraldo had reached the level at which a person is known instantly and everywhere by his first name, like Newt or Ahh-nold. He grumbled about not being taken seriously, but before long he was pulling some new stunt like having body fat extracted from his rear end and injected into his forehead. He did that in 1992. Geraldo wasn't actually born Geraldo; he was given the name Gerald by his Jewish mother and Puerto Rican father. When he was growing up, everybody called him Gerry. After graduating from Brooklyn Law School, he became a small-time lawyer representing a hard-left Puerto Rican activist group known as the Young Lords. They displayed pictures of Castro, Lenin, and Marx in their office, and Rivera frequently made television appearances on their behalf. Al Primo, the news director at WABC, was then looking to hire a Puerto Rican reporter for Eyewitness News. He spotted Rivera on an evening broadcast and invited him for an interview. They quickly came to terms. Just as Rivera was getting ready to leave, Primo asked, "By the way, what's Gerry short for?'' "Gerald.'' "Gerald? It's not very Puerto Rican, is it?'' "No,'' said Rivera, who then suggested the stage name Geraldo. Primo tested the sound of it Geraldo Rivera, with a G that sounds like an H and three rolling R's. "That's better,'' he said. "Let's go with Geraldo.'' The decision gave
birth to a persistent rumor that Rivera's surname is actually Rivers.
(That rumor is false. It is true, however, that in high school and college
he would occasionally spell his last name Riviera.) Rivera hates it when
people ask him about this story. Sometimes he will overcompensate in trying
to bolster his ethnic image. When he invited Jorge Amselle of the Center
for Equal Opportunity onto his show in 1996 to discuss a Supreme Court
decision on language, he seemed astonished that anybody with the name
Jorge could support official-English laws. "C'mon, don't you eat
rice and beans, man?'' he blurted at Amselle, who grew up in Latin America.
The Clintonesque parallels are almost eerie. In 1972, Rivera began a long-term affair with Marian Javits, wife of liberal Republican senator Jacob Javits. One of their encounters occurred on a day when Henry Kissinger was scheduled to have dinner at the Javitses' home. The Secret Service scoured the place beforehand, but as Rivera reports in Exposing Myself, Marian "wasn't the type to let a small thing like the Secret Service get in the way of romance.'' To evade the agents, they slipped into the Javitses' mirrored bathroom for what Rivera calls "one of the most thrilling sexual experiences I've ever had.'' That evening, as Rivera sat across the table from Kissinger, he wondered what the Secret Service had revealed to President Nixon's Secretary of State: "I felt sure he knew what went on there that afternoon the Secret Service was in the next room, combing the apartment, how could he not know? and the thought of his knowing made the memory even more improperly delicious.'' Even though he was a working journalist, Rivera actively supported George McGovern for president in 1972. "The campaign seemed almost a holy crusade,'' he wrote. He stumped so vocally, in fact, that WABC had to suspend him from Eyewitness News until after the election. The incident did not stop Rivera's steady rise. In 1976, he attended an event for Jimmy Carter and suffered no consequences. Soon enough, he was hosting a late-night chat show, and in 1978 he was hired by ABC News for 20/20. Rivera became one of the network's star correspondents, and his cavorting reached new levels. As his third wife rested in a hospital bed after delivering his first child, the wayward Geraldo rang up two old flames: "Our lovemaking was a personal celebration for me,'' he recalls. In 1985, Rivera protested
a management decision to spike another reporter's story. As the tension
mounted, his personal assistant (whom he later married) was caught using
an ABC courier to buy marijuana, allegedly for a friend. Rivera was quickly
canned. Only now is he regaining the mainstream respectability he lost
at that moment. |